Jack White and company confirmed for Orpheum on September 29; on sale weekend after next. For preserving that club-type atmosphere, we recommend taking the hour's drive down to Lupo's in Providence the night before (on sale this weekend). Here's the rest of the new batch of Raconteurs dates:

Singing and dancing sock puppets, cartoons, inflatable lobsters, underground mutant prairie dogs from hell — expect the works this Sunday, June 4 at UNCLEMONSTERFACE's afternoon, all-ages “extravaganzathonarama” at the Middle East for their self-released debut full-length, letter green(i love you), a 25-minute synth-rock acid trip that you and your kid nephew alike will freak out to.

They’re 22. They live in Allston. They’re heavy like Norma Jean and pretty like Motion City Soundtrack. And goddamn, they got the good release date. We're talking about Vanna, who signed to Epitaph after being together only eight months, when an A&R scout stumbled over a song on PureVolume. Some people call Vanna the luckiest band in town — not least of all the band members themselves.

FRANCINE's new Airshow (Q Division, out June 13), their third album, is brimming with bittersweet, expertly arranged pop gobbets that are at once complex and completely accessible — great headphones music that evokes a strange, intangible nostalgia. Led by songwriter Clayton Scoble, who has a way with nifty couplets like, “You learned to shift lefthanded at night/So you could memorize her fingers in the right,” the band celebrate the disc’s release Friday, June 2 at the Paradise Lounge

We swear there was a Dashbard video in the post below when we left to head around the corner for tonight's edition of Paper, brought to you by your favorite fishwrap. Photos of Dashboard and Paper forthcoming, as soon as they're over, which as of right now they're not. In any case, it figures that the first time we ever upload a YouTube video, someone chooses that moment to hack the damn site.

For the past three weeks young Will Spitz has been scouring the internerd for all the new Radiohead songs, he's been sitting under that Jimi Hendrix poster in his cube with the headphones glued on, a look of mesmerized glee plastered to his mug. Since the Radioheads are coming and all, we figured he might as well make up for all that lost work time and write about them.

It’s rare to hear a debut album that sounds as fully-realized as the the Silver Lining’s note-perfect, Tony Goddess-produced Well Dressed Blues, which already already has folks describing them as the US’s answer to Magic Numbers.